tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post5548982086127742087..comments2008-12-07T00:23:20.674-06:00Mrs. Dubhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10290710205666831891noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-60517427096059092232008-12-07T00:23:00.000-06:002008-12-07T00:23:00.000-06:00Sorry you were having such a horrible day...don't worry, tomorrow will be another one.Teachinfourthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01624243991120542485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-70835497552545284802008-12-06T09:35:00.000-06:002008-12-06T09:35:00.000-06:001) Man, all I can say is I'm sorry! What a week! I think it's okay to complain a little now and then, especially if the story is particularly outrageous in its truth. You are deserving of sympathy from your friends and readers.<BR/><BR/>2) Am I only only one reading this who thinks 7 (SEVEN!?) dozen cookies for a cookie exchange is a little unreasonable? My friend was annoyed at having to bake 3 dozen for her exchange!karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02083468441055596463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-54100497599850781092008-12-05T22:36:00.000-06:002008-12-05T22:36:00.000-06:00Hah, I almost always regret my not-so-happy blog posts. But it feels good to post them in the moment... so I do. <BR/><BR/>I hope you feel better, that your heat is back in full force (it is more than frosty cold outside!! I can't imagine no heat right now) and that someone at least shares a cookie with you from the exchange...Sarah Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202723986473508271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-32538432066526793182008-12-05T18:43:00.000-06:002008-12-05T18:43:00.000-06:00I hope you get feeling better quickly.Young Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13916087697667066805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-79643543045268781212008-12-05T10:43:00.000-06:002008-12-05T10:43:00.000-06:00My heart goes out to you girl. XOXOGlamma Fabulous aka Kelley Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18257657426558751470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-26953867655548718302008-12-05T10:38:00.000-06:002008-12-05T10:38:00.000-06:00I'll see your broken heater and sick baby, and raise you a sewage explosion in my office which flooded the basement where my personal office is located. Oh, and on the other side of my office wall is the mens bathroom, and the urinal pipes exploded THROUGH MY WALL and filled my offie with, um, liquid that goes in urinals.<BR/><BR/>How many days until that Christmas vacation? Because I'm making an advent calendar for THAT.Cichellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04257019451286974337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-60552309770067807772008-12-05T09:57:00.000-06:002008-12-05T09:57:00.000-06:00tough break, man. it happens that way for us too. to be honest, i'm pretty bored of our bland sunny but chilly weather. i don't even know why there are newscasters in az but you can tell when something big is coming because they bring in the whole team. i thought about you the other day when al roker was telling me all about chicago's woes. hope you get your heat back soon. good luck!melmckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14877635577974861997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-21666586217655777862008-12-05T09:51:00.000-06:002008-12-05T09:51:00.000-06:00Our heater is not working very well either, but its still in the <BR/>70's so I'm sure that doesn't make you feel any better...if not worse...sorry, I love you!!!Kelli and Craighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11429530521487499401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-8961064271464859262008-12-05T09:05:00.000-06:002008-12-05T09:05:00.000-06:00awww you poor thing! this is like steffa-effa's no good bad day... only sounds like a week for you :( i'll give you a big hug and hope it helps a little :)Angyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17066757617844945309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-81848077940370872662008-12-05T08:52:00.000-06:002008-12-05T08:52:00.000-06:00I'm so sorry. If it makes you feel any better, we can't turn our heat on because of all the painting going on.<BR/><BR/>Oh yeah ... I forgot ... we live in AZ and so that's really no big deal.<BR/><BR/>Now I'm sorry-er and I can't even do the baking for you because the kitchen is one nasty mess. <BR/><BR/>Oh ... I know! Send Miss Dub to me. We don't have anything but concrete floors right now and if they get soiled ... who would even notice!Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06467436061207705787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-72871707885646189262008-12-05T08:49:00.000-06:002008-12-05T08:49:00.000-06:00i will be right over.hilarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04754547503104519608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8356738648955059801.post-11807994144343324462008-12-05T07:48:00.000-06:002008-12-05T07:48:00.000-06:00i heart you and your little fam. <BR/><BR/>there are few things in this world that are worse than moving (aka packing), puking, cleaning gross stuff (or cleaning, in general), waking up early, freezing, and baking (maybe that's just me...). and of course, it's not true... i mean there's starving, and dying, and mourning, and all that, but that's not the point. sorry it's snozzling (?) at your house.janayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10447209825843891536noreply@blogger.com